My bad boy Ed Sheeran

My bad boy Ed Sheeran

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Ed, a really beautiful man with a bad boy image .He is merciless and would kill someone in a second that's way everyone is scared of him😈 Viorica, a nerd and shy girl that is scared of everything that moves and has daddy issues.(not anymore)
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Kiraz is the quiet observer in the room, often lost in her thoughts, carefully navigating the complexities of high school life. With wide, expressive brown eyes and a natural elegance, she's the kind of girl who doesn't seek attention, but somehow commands it. Her gentle demeanor hides a fierce independence, a girl who has learned to protect herself by keeping her distance from those who could hurt her. When Vidyut enters her world, she can't help but feel unsettled by the intensity of his presence. There's something about him-something darker-that makes her feel both drawn to him and afraid of what that attraction could mean. She can't explain why her heart races whenever he's near, or why his presence seems to stir a quiet unease within her. His unpredictability, the storm behind his eyes, is both captivating and terrifying. Vidyut, with his tall, imposing frame and a gaze that seems to see through people, is everything Kiraz is cautious of. He is the kind of person who makes his presence known without uttering a word, his dark eyes always watching, always calculating. His intensity is overwhelming, and the way he watches her-protective yet possessive-feels like a weight she can't escape. Kiraz finds herself on edge whenever he's near, unsure of whether to trust the vulnerability hidden behind his fierce exterior or fear the storm that seems to brew inside him. What unsettles her most is how often he seems to be lurking in the background, as if watching her every move, waiting for something she can't quite understand.

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